Drifting through life

I recently watched a mini-series on our ABC television channel called "Call The Midwife". Set in the East End of London around the docklands in the early 1950s, it told of the nuns and the nurse/midwives who attended the women of the area and tried to introduce more modern methods of hygiene among other things. I enjoyed this series very much, so I bought the book, (Call The Midwife, by Jennifer Worth), because everyone knows there is more information and detail in a book than what is shown in a short television series. I discovered that the author (one of the midwives) had written more books about this era, so bought those too. I'm currently reading "Shadows of the Workhouse" which tells of a few incidents where people have had to declare themselves destitute and go to live in the "Workhouse", where they were fed and clothed and given very menial work to do. Families were separated in there, men had their own workhouse, women too, babies were tak...

Welcome back to Sunday Selections! Begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, now continued by me and The Elephant's Child. Rules are very simple: 1. post photos of your choice under the Sunday Selections title. 2. link back to me. The original concept was to show old photos that have been lying around in your files and never being seen, but lately I've been showing some of the newer photos instead. This is because I go through the old files but can't remember which photos I've already used. I meant to put them in a separate folder once I'd shown them, but that didn't happen. Anyway, as promised last Sunday, this week I bring you the mystery object in the glassed-in room at the front of our Fire Station. This is the area I'm talking about. If you enlarge the photo you'll see what's inside...... (The shiny blue and white building behind is our huge new Police Station) In case you have trouble reading it, here is what the sign says-   ...